Shen Mingquan, on his way out, overheard Shen Weimin's words. He was surprised to learn his in-law had rushed back to work so early, though it also made a certain kind of sense.
After all, Mondays were generally busier, especially for a department head like Brother Xu who worked in an office. He would have plenty of meetings to attend.
He had originally planned to use the walk over to the guesthouse to call Brother Xu for breakfast as an opportunity to have a good chat with his two sons. Now, there was no need to rush.
After leaving the courtyard, Shen Mingquan slowed his pace. Finding an open spot on the road, he stopped and turned to look at his two sons.
Shen Weimin glanced back at his old man. He didn't just stand there; instead, he stretched his arms and legs, then skillfully assumed a horse stance on his own.
